A climb, further and further

the peak is near, yet so far away

a tower into the sky


snow falls like powder

frigid showers, they fall in rhythm

it forces us back, but we push on


howling winds, stinging nose and ear

like a resounding voice, she screams

the peak is hers, trespassers beware


rising above the pain, wind, cold

we reach the top, the apex

welcome to the summit